The Wednesday Night Wine Club

When mysteries seem to crop out of nowhere, and the only person you trusted is dead, who do you turn to?

Vivian is dead, and I'm the only person who can find out who killed her, and why they did it. I swear I will exact revenge, if not now, then in the near future. Except, I'm surrounded by enemies, none of whom I can trust.

All my friends are acting strangely, with shifty eyes and shiftier actions. They're calling me paranoid, but I know Vivian was killed. I know they were out to get her.

And if I don't stop digging into this, I know they'll come after me, too. It's a game of cat and mouse, the hunt between a rabbit and the fox.

Except, I refuse to be the prey.

I will find Vivian's murderer, and I will avenge her, even if I have to do it alone. The hardest part, however, is figuring out who was actually Vivian's friend, and who was the sheep in wolf's clothing that killed her.